Yesterday was Naomi’s birthday and she reports that Nature’s gift to her was a new life list addition: a northern shrike. They look nice and song-birdy but they’re ruthlessly efficient. Interesting mix! Today is Vincent Van Gogh’s birthday. I had … Continue reading →
Pretty amazing stuff. I decide to give up for the night because I’m not getting all that much done. Pick up the needle and break the top thread. Slide my hand underneath and out comes the last two inches of … Continue reading →
Sorry I missed Robert Frost’s birthday yesterday. Thanks to The Writer’s Almanac for this great quote from him: “A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love-sickness. It is a reaching out toward expression, an … Continue reading →
Went to lunch, sat down and took my first bite. Not but a few feet away, there was a little crash as a young tall man lost his biggie drink and biggie fries to the forces of gravity and a … Continue reading →
Thunder is good, thunder is impressive; but it is lightning that does the work.
